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Three girls are thrown into the universe of the Avengers. But they aren't some normal everyday girls who happen to be in the Marvel world, no, these three girls all share something in common: They're villains from the DC universe. NOTE: takes aspects from multiple shows/movies, full list inside. Try to update often.

Like previously mentioned, this story uses aspects from the following: Avengers Assemble, Avengers (movie), Avengers: Age of Ultron, Batman: Under the Red Hood, Batman: Arkham Knight, Justice League (cartoon), Young Justice (later on in story), and Captain America: Winter Soldier.

This story has three OC's, and these are the only things that I claim to own in this story. This story is also beta'd by my friend, who also helps me get through the story more smoothly. Feel free to review, or message me, if you are confused about anything in this story.

New AN: This chapter hasn't really changed all that much, but enough that I needed to repost it.

Have fun reading :)

Chapter 1

Overwhelming power. Nora felt as though electricity was running through her veins and playing tag. It stopped with enough force to knock the wind out of her. Her eyesight was blurry, but she noticed she was lying face-down on asphalt. And it was daylight. 'What just happened? Wasn't I at the office?' Nora's memory from the previous events were fuzzy, and she had a hard time thinking clearly. She shakily stood up, the Kevlar fabric of her purple, grey, white, and black ensemble rubbed against her skin almost unpleasantly, and held her head as a rather potent migraine reared its ugly head. She absent-mindedly noted that her long wavy dark red hair was damp with sweat. She barely had time to think before she heard the sound of screeching tires.

Nora's brown eyes snapped open to see a car heading directly for her. She raised her fist and punched the front of the vehicle so that it dented in and effectively stopped the car. The occupants bolted out, screaming all the way. 'Man, you think people would be used to strength like Big Blue's…' The girl remembered that she was in her "special" outfit, and while that wasn't extremely uncommon for her to do, the civilians around her looked at her like she was Martian ManHunter or something. She was still confused, and looking at the surrounding buildings only made it worse. 'It looks like New York City… but it's not… The buildings are different... Why does everything look different?' The sound of something similar to a jet caught her attention, and she turned to see a red and gold robot flying a few yards away from her.

"Stand down, now." The robot spoke directly towards Nora in a very robotic voice, and she realized her fists were still raised from when she had crushed the car that nearly ran her over. Although she lowered her fist, it remained clenched, just in case. 'What did Ivo or Morrow make now? It looks completely different than the others they made, though. It can't be a new villain or a hero, or Lex would have notified me…can it?'

"Who are you?" Nora's voice was crackly, as though she hadn't used it in years, and although it slightly surprised Nora to hear her voice like that, she didn't let it show on her face. Just in case.

"Are you serious?" This voice was different, most definitely a man, and very sarcastic-sounding as well. Nora looked behind her to see a blonde man perched upon the wreckage of the car she had totaled, and pointing an arrow directly at her, which she narrowed her eyes at. 'How did he get there without me noticing? And it's another hero I don't know of… And he's using arrows. I hate arrows…'

Nora's face fell into a sneer. "I don't see any reason why I wouldn't be." A bolt of lightning dropped near her— no it was a guy who looked like a Viking and held a hammer that looked to be made of stone. 'What the fuck am I on?'

"Is this more of Loki's trickery, Stark?" The Viking dude was addressing the robot thing. God, this was exactly like one of the terrible movies that Nora liked to watch.

"My scanners aren't picking up anything Asgardian, but—"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Nora waved her hands out in front of her, as if to slow things down and drew the three men's attention towards her. "Did you say Loki and Asgardian, like the ones in Norse mythology?" Nora was officially confused beyond all comprehension. Three heroes/villains, whom she knew nothing about were confronting her of all people, and if her somewhat educated guess was correct, one of them was The God of Thunder, Thor.

"Have you been living under a rock for the past year or something?" Again, smart mouth thought it would be good to speak. Nora's eyes narrowed as she looked at the blond archer and pointed a slightly damaged manicured finger in his direction.

"Have you been to a barber lately? Because that haircut screams douchebag." Nora was quickly tiring of dealing with these self-proclaimed heroes and crossed her arms. She failed to notice that the robot seemed to snicker at her remark. "Now, tell me where I am because I'm getting extremely pissed off, really quickly, and I don't think any of you want to be punched hard enough to send you to the fucking moon."

"You shall not achieve in your endeavors. You are but a mere Midgardian woman." Nora turned to look at the Viking very slowly, and narrowed her eyes. 'No one calls me a mere woman.' Nora took off from her spot, flying directly towards the supposed Norse god, and promptly punched him in his pretty face. The sound of impact, which sounded close to thunder, echoed throughout the streets of this city- it was not Manhattan, no matter what anyone said- and the god was sent through six buildings from the force of the punch. Nora was floating near the spot where Thor had been, and with a furious expression to boot.

"No one calls me a mere woman! Jesus Christ, I'm Ace, for fuck's sake! I worked very hard to earn that title, and I will be addressed as such!" Now, Nora was pissed. Not only were these heroes making her headache worse, but they didn't even know who she was. Although probably a good thing, it still pissed Nora off to no end.

A blast of energy shot her in the back, making her fly forwards a few feet, and Nora turned her anger on the robot. She flew up and punched him a couple of times before hitting him in what would be his chest area hard enough to send him clear across the sky. 'That should knock his energy source clear out of that metal husk. Have fun rebuilding that one, Ivo. Or Morrow. Or whoever.'

Nora flew off before the archer could shoot her, as she had had previous experiences with archers and didn't want a repeat. 'God, I fucking hate arrows.'

It felt as though her mind was getting painfully picked apart, piece by agonizing piece. Brooklynn felt nearly overwhelming heat centered in her mind, but couldn't control any aspect of the pain she was experiencing. She wasn't used to not being in control, and it scared the thirteen-year-old. She heard screaming, before she distantly realized that it was her screaming so painfully. It was very similar to the time when Simon toyed with her in the Bialyian desert a year or two back.

The experience suddenly stopped, and Brooklynn realized she was not only sobbing, but shaking. 'That was too much like Simon…' Her sobbing quieted and she wiped the tears off of her face with the edge of her long sleeved, green and purple Kevlar outfit, and she realized she was still in her uniform. Brooklynn picked her cane up off of the ground, and she was sure her blue eyes were red with the pressure that came with crying that hard.

Brooklynn, looked around at her surroundings and noted that it was vastly different from the landscape she last remembered being in. And it seemed as though her mind was clearer than it ever had been before. 'Where in the world am I?' She failed to notice the sound of helicopters getting closer to her as she was absorbed in her own thoughts.

A spotlight was suddenly upon her, and it nearly blinded the blonde girl, who raised her free arm up to shield her eyes. "STAND DOWN OR YOU WILL BE SHOT." The spotlight came from a helicopter that was flying a good distance above her, but not far enough that her psionic range couldn't reach.

'They mean for me to set my cane down.' Brooklynn smirked and mentally giggled a little at the thought. 'Good luck with that.'

The petite girl pushed a button on the side of the cane and touched the end of the cane down on the ground, and a wave of pure energy emanated from the tip. It served to extend her telepathic range so that she may manipulate the soldiers in the helicopter. The poor guys didn't even have time to pull the triggers of their weapons before they were subject to Reality's psionic whims.

Brooklynn smirked and really laid on her Jersey accent. "How 'bout you guys take that spotlight off of me, and tell me where I am?" The spotlight was immediately taken off the girl, and now Brooklynn could see that the helicopter had an eagle emblem emblazoned on the side and several men with guns inside.

"Yes, sir! You are on the outskirts of Washington D.C., sir!" One of the men that had previously been pointing a gun at her had responded, even though he was struggling against Brooklynn's hold. The smirk dropped off of her face.

'Hmm, he's fairly strong to be able to struggle against my supposed alternate reality where they listen to me as though I am their boss… What's this SHIELD organization these guys are working for?' She pondered about her next course of action before coming to a conclusion.

"Give me some of the supplies like food and water that you have on board, along with a bag to carry it in, with a map also, and then you will travel back to your base. If asked anything about me on the way, you will not respond. Once to your base, you will completely forget anything that relates to me in any way. Understood?"

"Sir, yes sir!" Brooklynn once again smirked as the men got to work gathering her supplies.

Each and every one of her atoms were being ripped apart, she was sure of it. It felt like electrically-charged lava coursing through her bloodstream, and Iona cried out from pain for the first time in what felt like years. It stopped suddenly, and Iona felt as though she had been run over by a truck and then some. Her lips were dry and cracked, and Iona absentmindedly ran her tongue over them while forcing her heavy eyelids open. The sun was bright and hurting her eyes, and Iona shakily sat up. Her chest briefly caught her midway with some pain, but it wasn't anything she couldn't handle, and continued to sit up. Sand shifted underneath her and slid off of her black long sleeved shirt, her plaid red button up vest, black slacks, black boots, and black framed goggles with tinted lenses. 'Sand…? Why am I near sand?' Her memory of the previous events were murky at best, and she shook her head to get some sand out of her shoulder length dark brown hair.

Scanning the area with bright green eyes, Iona concluded she was in a desert. 'Not good, this is not good at all.' Iona stood up and gathered her thoughts together. 'I'm very low on energy from… whatever that was, and only have one energy bar, which means I probably won't make it to a city in time before I run completely out of energy…'

As she was struggling to think of how to better her situation, a sound similar to a jet caught her attention. She turned and had to squint her eyes to see a black man-shaped object flying towards her location. 'That can't be Ivo's work…. It's just not his style… Morrow maybe?'

The flying object landed, and Iona realized it was a man—well, what looked like a man. What stood before Iona confused the hell out of her. It looked like a man, but his face was more of a skull, a red skull, and he was in a suit of armor that was somewhat similar to Ivo's and Morrow's robots, but the color was black and it had a glowing circular energy in the center. His face reminded Iona of one of Gotham's high-end thugs, only yet again, a different color.

The man smirked and placed his hands behind his back in a military fashion. "Hello, and welcome to my world. May I ask of your name?" The guy definitely had a German accent, and Iona tried very hard to keep her suspicion out of her expression.

'What does he mean, "my world"?' "...Ghost. My name is Ghost. Did I come from a different world?" Of course, Iona remembered her own world, and what had happened in it up until something or another, but she had a damn good feeling that this guy wasn't a good guy, and she wasn't about to let him know she knew anything, or even give anything other than her supervillain name, for that matter. That was rule number one of being a villain. Don't let the other villains know of all of the cards in your hands.

"The portal you came through a few minutes ago showed signs that are similar with those of another world, if not another dimension. If you came with me, I could help you find a way back. That is, if you are interested."

'BULL FUCKING SHIT IF I EVER SAW IT.' Iona's face flashed with contempt for the man before her for a fraction of a second before taking the energy bar she had on her person and unwrapping it. The man simply stared at her, waiting for her answer, as she began eating the energy bar and mulling over her choices. 'He just wants to find a way to get to my world and he strikes me as a "take over the world and laugh at the death of others" kind of guy. Like he'd ever have a chance. That's my gig… for the most part anyway. But, he's probably my only chance of survival in this wasteland. But I really don't like his face...'

"Eh, might as well take my chances."

The red skull dude in the robot armor looked a little confused at her vague answer. "Is that a yes…?"

Iona finished her energy bar and balled the wrapper up. "Nope. See ya." She threw the wrapper in his face, and began running. Now, this wasn't your normal kind of running. No, Iona was going around 500 to 550 miles per hour. Surprised? So was Red Skull. "Son of a bitch don't know what hit him." Iona laughed and began looking around for any signs of civilization before she ran out of energy completely. The sound of a jet, the one the skull guy made when he approached her, began following her, and Iona was surprised when she looked back and saw the man following her. That definitely impressed the speedster. 'Ivo definitely didn't make that.'

"This is incredible! She is running almost at 524 miles per hour merely in her own shoes. I must recruit her." Red Skull was muttering to himself in amazement. This mere child would be a game changer against the Avengers for sure, if only he could get her to follow his orders.

Iona noticed the man was gaining speed rapidly, and there was no sign of civilization for as far as she could see. She was running out of energy quickly, and had to make a decision: run until she dies or go with the bad guy without any previous knowledge of him?

Iona suddenly stopped, and Red Skull passed her in seconds. Iona began running in another direction, throwing Red Skull for a loop. 'Is this place nothing but desert or something? Damn.' Iona was getting tired of looking at sand, Iona was getting tired of being chased by a bad guy in a jet suit, and Iona was just getting tired. She finally made a decision and stopped to take a breather.

Red Skull landed next to Iona with a seemingly knowing smirk on his face. "Ran out of energy so quick?"

"Oh, fuck you." Iona was really gasping for breath and desperately needed a bulk amount of burgers from Big Belly Burger. She was hunched over, her hands on her knees.

"The offer still stands, Ghost. Will you join me?" Red Skull held out a metal hand for her to take. Iona looked at his hand then his face.

"You gonna feed me?" Red Skull merely nodded, and Iona took his hand. "Then we got a deal. Now, I want two hundred hamburgers."

AN: Okay, like I stated previously, I will try to update this story often. I will also post this story to AO3. Please review and tell me what you think! Thank you!